the flesh

you pulse inside my head and heart.
and burn the last parts of our past.
the flame keeps track on traitor's life,
and i keep stitching flesh up tight.
move out of me before we die together.
don't let pain pass, just cut the pressure.
suck this life out before they bite your tongue.
it is no secret that i fall down, again and hard.

Tags: Depressing, Scary, Abstract, Weird, Deep,